THE PAUPER'S SON
Who is thy pauper's son? Hunger may we know him with. In ruggedness, shameful clothing and untidiness may we identify him. Looking pale all day long like a man suffering from a generational curse. Yes of course, he's cursed with poverty and long-suffering. But what have I done to help the pauper's son? And how have you thought to relinquish the sufferings of a pauper let alone of his son(or sons as the case is in this part of the world)? How does the society look upon the pauper's son? While some knows not what it is to be hungry, others have no idea what it is to be satisfied. A world of differences; and societal segregation... A world of economical imbalances. But who does care? After all, the rich is getting wealthier... And the poor growing filthier. What could be done to relinquish the sufferings of a man? Truly, what is the way out?

While some grow up to inherit generational wealth, others grow to inherit generational poverty. Whilst others are in school learning, he's pro'ly on the streets hawking. If he's a bit better living, he'll be on the field with his yet poor father tilling under the scorch of the sun and in the drops and beats of the rain. Yet, the society mocks him even after not being in his shoes. What has the pauper's son done to deserve such living? Now the country is worse, I wonder how he feeds. The rents are high, I wonder where he lives. Always penny less but yet he remains as friendly and humble as a snowman. The society considers him useless; does he mind?.....


...to be continued!!!

pls, your comments are highly needed on this one as this is my first ever story on Nairaland.... your corrections & views are also needed... you're also free to criticize